Last week I had a Sgt. contact me and ask if he could bring me something. This particular Sgt. used to be an instructor at the academy that my husband went through. He stopped by the house with a baseball that was signed by everyone that was in Class 182, Bob’s class. Sgt. said he would have every class of his sign a baseball for him on their graduation day. He recently was promoted to Sgt. at Bob’s precinct and was going through all of his papers and things from the academy. One of the 12 baseballs he has fell to the floor and rolled to his feet. It just so happened to be this one. The Sgt. (and myself too) felt this was a sign from Bob and he thought the boys would like this when they’re older.
Be open to the signs.
